Tuesday, October 06, 2009

It Beinge Our Sevynthe Anniversarie...

"Thy virgin's girdle now untie,And in thy nuptial bed, love's altar, lie A pleasing sacrifice ; now dispossessThee of these chains and robes, which were put onTo adorn the day, not thee ; for thou, alone, Like virtue and truth, art best in nakedness. This bed is only to virginityA grave, but to a better state, a cradle. Till now thou wast but able To be, what now thou art ; then, that by theeNo more be said, “ I may be,” but, “ I am,”To-night put on perfection, and a woman's name."This day seven years ago you were my world, my all, my east, my west,My morning's song, my evening's rest. You are still,My heart, my dear heart.

Thanks, all. Our actual anniversary (Tuesday) was celebrated with my bride in bed with our son and me on the couch! - the fruits of our loins tend to (ahem...) intervene in the connubial bliss at times. But we did have a lovely evening last night: Mojo went to IKEA, I took the kids to the Nickel Arcade, and we got to cuddle in bed when little peeps were asleep...